Why would a Christian girl revert to Islam? What is it that made her choose this path and abandon one that her family followed for so many generations? I’d like to share my story with you in today’s post.

I grew up in a loving Catholic family. My parents were Catholic, my grandparents from both sides were Catholic and their parents and grandparents were also Catholic. I didn’t know any other way than just living my life as a Catholic. I went to church every Sunday and as a child I also prayed before sleep. I attended the religion classes at school (which were taught by a priest) and looked up to my grandmother who visited many holy places around the world. Christian of course.

It’s not to say that I never had doubts. I did, quite a lot. There were many things I couldn’t wrap my head around. The Holy Trinity was the biggest problem of mine and there was no explanation that made sense to me and that would quench my thirst for understanding and total devotion.
I also didn’t agree with the celibate (the priests not being allowed to have wives and families) and the idea of paying for wiping our sins (a concept from the Medieval times). And why do we have to share our sins with the priest? Why is he in charge of our absolution? Who is this person to speak in the name of God?

So I kept all my doubts and thoughts to myself and just carried on. I believed I had to grow up to be able to fully understand the religion and everything that comes with it.

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It’s 3 a.m. and my alarm goes off with the most frustrating sound. Half asleep, I try to get my body to move and leave the bed. Its warmth pulls me down but I remember why I’m waking up so early. In the bathroom I perform the wudhu and walk back making sure no noise wakes my family up. As I step in my room I lock the door behind me. Putting the bottle back in its place, I get the little rug that lies next to it. I put the chador on and make sure I’m facing the right direction. It’s time to pray fajr.

Every morning, I pray that the future brings better times. I pray that one day the alarm wakes the whole family up and everyone prays together. One day…
Every morning, I pray that my own parents one day understand that Islam is the best path for me and my self development. One day…
Every morning, I pray that I never turn back from Allah and that I remain His pious servant.

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Alhamdulillah, becoming Muslim was one of the best decisions I ever made and finally I came to realise that I want to share that with others. Not just that, I want to educate myself on the religion and Arabic. I want to strive to be the best example of a religious revert and a good Muslim.
I want to prove that there’s no division in religion and that anyone can make a servant of God. I want to prove to myself that Islam makes me better, but the only way to do that is to constantly seek knowledge and the truth.